No one can stay calm in that situation.
The tall and thick city walls were filled with constant roars of explosions.
The impact force carried away gravel as big as millstones, making streaks in the air.
Anyone who gets hit will basically be covered in blood, with broken bones and tendons, turning into a disgusting pool of bloody mud.
In just a short moment, the steel behemoths floating in the sky defeated the defenders of Aldorf, causing heavy casualties.
Wait until all kinds of steam artillery and city wall defenders are defeated.
Those steel behemoths opened the hatch.
The Primaris warriors and Valerian, wearing heavy armor, jumped directly from the sky and landed in front of the gate of Altdorf.
If you land in the palace, you can resolve the battle more quickly.
But if that happens, the subsequent problems that arise cannot be compensated by the little time saved.
The population of Altdorf is important to the exploration party.
If you want to get those people out of the control of the nobles in the shortest possible time and make them useful to the exploration team, fear is the best way.
Fight your way from the city gate to the palace, defeating all resistance along the way.
Use brutal, brute force to defeat their courage and so-called "loyalty".
The huge impact of their fall caused the entire earth to shake.
The rumbling sound was like a meteorite hitting the ground.
Countless pieces of soil were lifted up by the impact, and then fell to the ground weakly under the pull of the planet's gravity, forming a thin layer of loose soil.
Valyrian and the Primaris warriors, armed with various giant swords and spears, began to capture Altdorf as planned.
The activated power weapon is covered with blue arcs.
With the help of the power field, the weapons in their hands are extremely sharp.
With a swipe in the air, he cut off all the weapons of the noble guards.
With another stroke, the ground was covered with debris and broken arms, and bright red blood splattered on the ground.
It was like the blood that flowed from slaughtering a pig, full of pungent smell, dyeing the entire ground red, and then seeping in, and soon becoming dark.
This war is just massacre.
Even if the gods worshipped by the nobles and elves appeared at this moment, no miracle would happen.
Wherever the Imperial Double-Headed Eagle is, the will of the Holy Emperor will prevail over everything.
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Geisler wailed.
His legs lost their strength, his muscles becoming loose and numb, no longer obeying the commands of his brain.
He collapsed to the ground, lying in the mud.
He tried to tighten his grip on the fork, but his hands were too limp to obey.
He could only watch those terrifying metal giants walking towards him.
Every step was so powerful that it left a dent in the ground, giving people a terrible feeling of oppression.
Just one of those giants' heavily armored legs was thicker than their bodies.
If he were to be stepped on once, his entire body would explode.
The areas where the eyes should be on the helmet emitted a red glow, like the eyes of a demon from hell.
They ruthlessly harvested those soldiers who dared to raise their weapons.
Wherever he passed, there was only death.
Geisler could do nothing but cry.
Fear made him lose control of his body.
The steel giants took one look at Geisler, then walked past him and headed towards the gate of Altdorf.
Geisler stopped crying as he watched the giants walk away.
After a moment, she cried even harder.
He cried for surviving the disaster.
Several fellow villagers ran back and helped the limp Geisler up.
"It's over, Altdorf is over."
"Run quickly, or we will die here."
"No way, I think those guys don't seem to be interested in us. There shouldn't be anything wrong with staying here."
"Not those guys. Once Aldorf is in chaos, those soldiers will become bandits. If you want to live, leave quickly."
The fellow villagers talked to each other and supported Geisler as they planned to escape back to their hometown.
Even if the road is full of bandits and all kinds of wild beasts and monsters, they have to go back.
They would not survive if they stayed in Altdorf.
When those steel giants kill their way through Altdorf, the unrestrained soldiers will become bandits, and the gangsters will also lose their restraint.
By then, all kinds of vicious incidents will inevitably break out in Aldolf.
Their families are all in their hometown. If they don’t go back, where else can they go
With his companions, Geisler regained some strength and sanity and no longer needed their support.
The group simply took the food and weapons left behind by the soldiers and prepared to leave.
Just as we reached the edge of the camp, something unexpected happened.
A suspended steel behemoth lowered its altitude and blocked the road, with its thick gun muzzle aimed at the farmers and soldiers who were trying to escape.
Beams of light shot out and landed on the hills and trees on both sides of the road, causing a series of explosions.
The wet soil mixed with broken wood chips and green leaves flew around.
The poor people who wanted to escape cried out in fear.
Like a driven sheep, they dared not move forward, nor did they dare to run away.
A group of soldiers wearing strange uniforms with the same golden double-headed eagle tattooed on them as those of the steel giants slid down from the hatch of the steel behemoth.
They held weapons similar to firearms and pointed them at the farmers.
A man in a robe who looked like a scholar held a piece of parchment and shouted: "In the name of the holy, bright, omniscient and omnipotent emperor of the empire, you have been conscripted to serve the empire. Anyone who tries to escape or leave will be regarded as a deserter and executed on the spot."
The other party used the local language, and Geisler and others understood the meaning effortlessly.
Some begged for mercy, while others shouted in fear.
Geisler also begged for mercy.
He didn't want to stay in this place anymore.
This place is horrible.
He just wanted to go home and see his poor wife and two skinny children.
If I die here, they will have no hope.
Unfortunately, the other party didn't want to hear what they had to say.
"Return to your camps and posts and await further arrangements."
"Return to your camps and posts and await further arrangements."
"Return to your camps and posts and await further arrangements."
The soldiers holding strange weapons shouted and approached the frightened people step by step.
Several people tried to escape, running away from both sides of the road.
After a few warnings, the soldiers were no longer polite before they stopped.
The fire in their hands released light and hit the escaper's legs.
A thumb-sized, charred, penetrating wound appeared on his leg, causing him to scream in agony.
Their shouts made Geisler and others lose their last courage to resist.
Driven by the soldiers, they obediently returned to their dirty, smelly camp.
The camp was in chaos, mixed with people's screams and cries of fear.
The farmers have no professional training.
They leave their tents or sleeping places scattered all over the place and it looks terrible.
After walking a few steps, you can still see the excrement.
Those who are more particular will cover it with soil, while some just leave it there, emitting a nauseating stench.
Udi was also part of the group that drove away those soldiers.
He was shocked by the filthiness of the camp.
After seeing how the exploration team kept Middenheim in an orderly, clean and hygienic manner, you can feel the huge difference between the two.
When Middenheim was first recaptured, all the buildings had been reduced to ruins, and the bodies of the dead were scattered everywhere.
Refugees returned to the city from all directions.
The water source was also polluted by the dead bodies left behind.
Food is even more scarce.
If other nobles were in this situation, famine, plague, and riots would definitely happen.
The exploration team solved these problems easily.
They used strong laws and systems to divide the refugees into different teams.
Collect supplies, purify polluted water, move corpses for centralized incineration, and maintain public order.
In just a few days, everything was in order.
Fisher seemed much calmer.
As a city defense officer of Middenheim, he was well aware that the existence of exploration teams was anomaly.
This messy camp is the reality.
Even when the White Wolf Knights went on the expedition, the situation was no better than it is now.
There are very few real armies.
The size of the nobles' armies would only be maintained at a level that could intimidate the people in the territory and prevent them from causing chaos.
When war came, they would issue a conscription and gather farmers to fight.
The cost of maintaining a full-time professional army is extremely terrifying.
The agricultural taxes collected from farmers and serfs were not unlimited.
There is a limit to how much the land can produce.
The nobles also had to ensure their own decent lives and hold various luxurious banquets.
If all the money is used to support the army, their lives will be hard.
For this reason, few nobles were willing to maintain a purely non-profit army.
It is not surprising that such a situation would occur when these untrained farmers were sent out to fight.
Taking advantage of the horrific performance of the Valerian team just now and the weapons in their hands, Woody, Fisher and others easily intimidated the captives.
According to the original plan, each vassal soldier selected a dozen people from the prisoners to form his own team.
More than four hundred soldiers suddenly became captain-level soldiers.
An army of six to seven thousand men was mobilized.
Such a team was more than enough to maintain order in the camp and block the gates of Altdorf.
The other prisoners were driven to complete the tasks of collecting all supplies, tidying up the camp, treating the wounded, and burying the dead.
According to the original plan, Woody and others quickly got the captives moving in an orderly manner.
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After the first wave of attacks, the defenders of Altdorf demonstrated the qualities of a professional army.
They quickly gathered from all over the city.
The officers shouted various instructions and coordinated them to establish a defense line.
Several strong men were striking the bell with huge hammers.
The loud bells rang throughout the city.
Well-trained soldiers ran back and forth, picking up armor and weapons and reporting to their own troops.
The women closed their doors and hid in their rooms, shivering with their children in their arms.
The engineers of the Craftsmen's Guild worked together to push out huge crossbows from the warehouse and fixed them on the main streets.
These crossbows can use complex mechanical structures to continuously fire giant crossbow arrows that are powerful enough to pierce heavy armor.
The huge force will cause the arrow shaft to make a harsh sound due to high-speed vibration.
Even a half-meter thick earth wall can be pierced.
The Forest Guild moved boxes of arrows and weapons from the warehouse to the top of the city.
The arrows and weapons were wrapped in oilcloth and gave off a metallic smell.
The tip of the arrow is shiny and sharp, and can easily cut the skin of the carrier.
If it is given to a skilled archer, he can easily kill the enemy with just a pull of the bowstring.
The Medical Association organizes various medical supplies.
Let the apprentices and doctors save the wounded.
The elves also armed themselves, picked up their rune-carved weapons, and ran to the battlefield.
Altdorf was not only a wealthy city, but also a well-defended fortress.
Well-known design masters of all ages have enhanced it to a certain extent.
Relying on their crazy financial resources, they built two front and back city walls relying on the terrain of the mountain.
Both city walls face south, but they are staggered and intersected because of the different directions of the mountains.
The city wall in front is high in the east and low in the west.
The city wall behind is higher in the west and lower in the east.
Where the two walls' slopes meet is the central street that runs through the huge city of Altdorf.
The central street leads all the way from the city gate to the highest palace.
The enemies had broken through the city gates and breached the outer wall, destroying the steam cannon mounted on it.
The nobles only had the inner walls and palace walls to use.
Altdorf is easy to defend but difficult to attack.
The slope made it difficult for siege equipment such as ladders to work. Even if the enemy had worked hard to build a long ladder, it could easily be overturned by the defenders.
The defenders stood on the city wall, commanding a high position, and could easily shoot and kill the enemy with bows and arrows.
With its towering city walls, unique geographical location, and bows and crossbows, Aldolf can easily hold off enemies that are dozens of times larger than its defenders.
The enemies that came this time were completely different from before.
There were no flags covering the sky, nor were there figures all over the mountains. There were only a dozen or so people.
Each of them was wearing heavy armor and holding swords that were comparable to the weapons in the hands of gods. They killed their way from the city gate to the palace, targeting the many nobles in the palace.
The elven wizards and human soldiers stood on the second wall.
The enemy was very fast and had penetrated several makeshift defense lines in succession.
Just a dozen people killed tens of thousands of defenders in Altdorf.
The corpse of the three-headed dragon fell on the urban buildings between the outer wall and the inner wall, crushing many houses.
Many residents were injured, and the cries and shouts were all mixed together.
Precious dragon blood containing powerful magic flowed out from the huge dragon corpse as if it were free, causing faint flashes of electricity and flames to appear in the air.
That is a special phenomenon caused by the magic power of dragon blood dissipating.
Dragon blood is an extremely precious ingredient in the alchemy market.
Such an amount of dragon blood would be equivalent to a treasury in the past.
But now it is flowing so freely and no one cherishes it.
Several elven wizards could not hide their sorrow on their faces.
The three-headed dragon has a good relationship with the elves.
But now he died tragically in Altdorf.
They vowed to make the murderer pay.
Several steam tanks, spewing black smoke from huge chimneys, rumbled out of the inner city gate.
The Steam Tank is the Imperium's most powerful and fearsome war device.
They always rumble towards the enemy, firing deadly shells at the enemy with their steam-driven cannons.
A metal tank completely covered in heavy metal armor.
It's horrifying just to look at.
Neither arrows nor swords could hurt it at all.
Any enemy who tries to stand in their way will be crushed by the massive steel hull.
In order to fight against Middenheim's enemies, Louis II spent a huge price to obtain these steam tanks from the Engineering Guild, preparing to use them to attack Middenheim.
Unfortunately, those mysterious people in Middenheim have more powerful steam machinery.
According to some merchants, those mysterious people even created steam-powered steel giants to collect trees and minerals.
This news made the coalition forces that had obtained the steam tanks feel fearful, and they did not attack immediately, but chose to wait for other allies.
These steam tanks have been placed in Altdorf, waiting for the moment to set out.
Who would have thought that the first time these steam tanks were deployed, they were not used to attack Middenheim, but to guard Altdorf.
This is somewhat ironic.
A hint of excitement appeared on Louis II's face.
The appearance of the steam tank made him quite proud.
It cost him a lot of money to persuade those old guys in the Engineering Guild.
But it's all worth it.
Look at this huge steel body. Even without that terrifying cannon, the terrifying body alone is enough to crush all enemies.
As long as he could win and spread the reputation of Louis II, he would have made a profit.
He is the man who wants to become the emperor of the empire.
Seeing these steam tanks, the other electors would certainly choose him as the new emperor of the empire.
In that case, all goals will be achieved.
However, a moment later, Louis II's plans were completely eroded by fear.
A golden demon came rushing in from the city.
Wherever they passed, all the soldiers were killed.
Those charging heavily armored knights were chopped off directly, and both the men and their horses were cut into several sections.
Nothing can stop him.
The elven wizards and human nobles all fixed their eyes on the golden figure.
The spear was leaping with arcs of electricity, and the dazzling glow represented that the spear possessed extraordinary power.
It can cut iron like mud and cut hair like a feather.
Even the heavy infantry covered in heavy armor were cut like tofu.
A group of charging knights were hacked to death, leaving only debris and desperate howls on the ground.
The golden demon rushed all the way to the gate of the inner city, trying to completely defeat the defenders.
Steam tanks and other steam vehicles launched their attack at this point.
The roar of the cannon made the earth shake.
The flying shells landed next to the enemy and caused an explosion.
For a moment, gravel flew and smoke filled the air.
Some nobles cheered.
Being hit at such a close distance, even a demon would be in trouble.
A moment later, the golden figure walked out unharmed.
He ran, swinging his spear, and knocked the nearest steam tank away, chopping it into a pile of burning, steaming wreckage.
Every noble was stunned by this scene.
The steam tank is the treasure of the Engineering Guild and has repelled attacks from countless powerful enemies.
But it was chopped into pieces in front of the golden demon.
There was no force that could stop such wild power, and everything was shattered.
The huge crossbow shot out a long arrow that was flashing with cold light with a bang.
An arrow of that size is enough to pierce the scales of a dragon.
But it only created a series of sparks on the opponent's golden armor.
Not even a trace was left.
The human nobles and elven wizards on the city wall were all terrified.
Does such an existence really belong to the mortal realm
It is more like the incarnation of those unimaginable and terrifying gods who have descended into this world.
The elven wizards screamed ancient spells hidden in the deepest part of the sea of souls.
A terrible magical power emanated from them.
The staff engraved with runes was glowing.
They all wore the magic armor of the elves.
Those patterns are extremely ancient, have extraordinary symbolic meanings, and can appease the power of the High Heaven.
Magic pattern armor can greatly enhance the elven wizard's control over magic.
Together they unleash a huge magic.
A glowing light elf appeared in the air.
Its body is huge, and it is wearing armor that is equally shining. There are sharp horns on its helmet, and there is a shining gem on its forehead.
The head of the Light Elf has no facial features, just pure light.
In his hand he held a long sword that emitted a brilliant glow.
The first moment he appeared, he swung a sword down from the air.
Trying to smash the golden demon into pieces.
The long sword fell to the ground, directly creating a crack of hundreds of meters in the central street of Altdorf.
It destroyed the buildings along the way like a whirlwind.
One sword is enough to flatten a mountain.
"Successful?" Louis II looked at the place where the Light Elf chopped down and asked nervously.
Many human nobles and elven wizards were also extremely nervous.
The oppressive feeling that the figure brought to them was so terrifying that it made them feel so depressed that they couldn't breathe.
He killed his way through the defenses of tens of thousands of troops and chopped into pieces the Engineering Guild's steam tanks which were protected by more than ten centimeters of steel plates.
If such means cannot kill the enemy, then any resistance they make will be meaningless.
Unfortunately, the gods they believed in did not open their eyes or protect them.
The golden figure rushed out from the ruins and smoke, the golden armor was still dazzling, without even a trace of stain.
The golden demon swung the spear in his hand.
The huge light elf shattered in the air and turned into countless points of light.
The elven wizards were attacked by the powerful magic and started vomiting blood.
No!
Louis II, who saw this scene, uttered a sound of pain.
This won't kill the other party.
How do they win
The other nobles were equally pale.
What frightened them even more was that steel giants as tall as the golden demon also rushed towards the inner city walls from different directions.
The defenders of Altdorf's outer wall collapsed completely, and the street defenses were easily penetrated by the enemy.
"Close the city gates quickly," a general shouted, "Don't let them in."
The soldiers pushed the heavy city gate and closed it.
Others brought in logs to try to prop up the city gates.
The numerous archers on the city wall also shot arrows.
What they did was like a praying mantis spreading its arms to try to stop a heavy chariot.
There is no other possibility except being crushed to pieces.
The heavy city gate was easily broken down by Valyrian.
Just like the paper lake, it's useless.
He slaughtered any soldiers who dared to hold a weapon in his presence until they collapsed with fear.
The defenders completely lost their courage.
No matter what they did, they couldn't stop the other side at all.
What's the point of such resistance!
Some soldiers dropped their weapons and knelt on the ground with their hands raised in surrender.
The palace guards also scattered.
If their escape routes had not been blocked, they would have immediately packed up their belongings and fled Aldorf.
The nobles were blocked in the palace and eventually all surrendered.
They are much more afraid of death than those soldiers.
Altdorf fell.
Uday, Fisher and others hurried into the city with a makeshift army and took over the prisoners.
The original team expanded again.
The garrison and guards of Altdorf were taken over by them and broken up into a new organization.
The original officers were purged.
Those soldiers who swore allegiance to the holy and bright emperor of the empire were promoted and became new officers.
Anyone who tried to resist was killed without mercy.
Relying on cruel military laws and methods, the entire Altdorf was firmly controlled by the exploration team.
The nobles were tied together and escorted out by the surrendering soldiers.
Their houses, wealth and food were all confiscated and became spoils of war.
Even their families were driven out and the servants were dismissed.
The survivors of the elven race did the same, throwing down their weapons and accepting what they considered a humiliating surrender.
The first thing Valyrian did was register.
All persons in Altdorf were required to register so that work could be assigned.
Middenheim needs a large number of craftsmen in order to build a base.
In addition, professions such as scholars are needed to train the manpower they need.
During this period, some forces also tried to take advantage of the new order established by Valyrian and others.
As the capital of the old empire, Altdorf has a developed commercial economy and complex political forces.
In such a hotbed, various gray areas naturally emerged.
In addition to the nobles, who are the strongest force, there is another world in Altdorf, the underground world.
This underground world has two meanings.
One is the underground world that cannot be put on the table, composed of thugs and criminals, gangs, various smuggling forces, and cult gangs.
One is the real underground force, which is the underground world composed of Skaven.
Skaven have lairs beneath every human city.
A wealthy city like Altdorf is no exception.
Valerian's approach to those forces who wanted to gain benefits was simple and crude.
Anyone who tried to cause trouble secretly and take advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune was executed immediately.
The heads were hung on the city walls and the bodies were thrown into the wild.
This cruel approach has to a great extent deterred the various forces that were ready to make moves.
Various gangs and cults were simply and brutally destroyed, their leaders were killed, and their members were used as coolies.
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Geisler thought he was dead.
The so-called holy, bright, omniscient and omnipotent emperor of the empire would inevitably treat them as slaves, force them to work, and work them all to death.
Such is the bitter life of these people.
They were enslaved by the nobles, by the rich, and now they were enslaved by the so-called holy, bright, omniscient and omnipotent emperor of the empire.
Unexpectedly, not only did that not happen, but good things happened one after another.
In the past, eating luncheon meat or wearing new clothes was out of the question unless it was a festival.
As a result, after those people took control of Aldolf, he ate meat and wore new clothes.
Even though it was just clothes taken from a noble's house, Geisler was extremely happy.
Those are all good materials, and many of them are silks that came from Zhendan.
Even the price of a second-hand piece of clothing was unaffordable for Geisler.
The meat he ate was just some thumb-sized pieces, but that made him very happy.
He was glad that he had not been able to escape successfully, otherwise he would have no new clothes and meat to eat.
If he escaped back, he would have to find a way to pay the lord's land tax. It would be a very happy thing to have a few meals of rice and meat in a year.
If there is a famine, people will have to gnaw on tree bark or mud.
Geisler really couldn't understand why those people seized Altdorf, liquidated the nobles, and distributed all the wealth to poor people like him.
What kind of king is that so-called holy, bright, omniscient and omnipotent emperor of the empire
Throwing the wealth of noble lords to the peasants was something that was unimaginable in the past.
After a busy day at work, Geisler received today's meal from his supervisor.
It is still the fragrant white rice and a combination of meat and vegetable dishes.
He and a few fellow villagers squatted beside a huge rock, watching the excitement not far away.
From time to time, some nobles were taken to the streets for public display.
Today is no exception. The one being put on display today is Louis II, the Elector of Reikland.
The guy's fat body was covered with sagging fat, all white.
It is in stark contrast to the skinny guys like Geisler.
His head popped out of the hole in the prison van and he shouted at the top of his lungs, in agony and grief.
"You must rise up and resist. You cannot let those damn invaders take away our land, our women, and our wealth."
"People of the Empire, don't be fooled by the invaders' small favors. They are outsiders. Do you want them to trample you under their feet?"
"Where is your courage? Every citizen has a share of responsibility for the fate of his country. Stand up and resist, my compatriots, the people of the empire."
No matter how Louis II howls.
The onlookers paid no attention to his words.
Some even burst into laughter.
Geisler ate with big mouthfuls, stuffing meat and vegetables into his mouth together. When he had a break, he laughed along with the others.
"You stupid people are so indifferent to the demise of your country. One day, you will regret it." Louis II cursed fiercely. He was completely disappointed.
These stupid peasants have no honor, no dignity.
Their country was destroyed and they had no thought of resisting.
Still laughing there.
They are so insensitive and stupid.
These people are beyond help.
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The headquarters of the Salvation Society moved from the dimensional space to the microcosm.
This is to avoid the attention of the mastermind behind the reincarnation game.
Members of many exploration teams built a huge outpost here.
This universe has its own serial number, Universe 03.
An inter-universe tunnel will connect this universe within a few years.
At that time, the Empire will officially colonize and seize control of this universe.
The microcosm was transported directly from the empire.
With the help of the Primarch of the Empire, Ferrus, the microcosm technology has become increasingly perfect.
The empire currently has several completed small universes of varying sizes.
In order to transport small universes to other universes, technological sages have developed technologies similar to the palm-sized universe.
First, use the space force field to compress it, and then release it after reaching the designated universe.
Complete industrial facilities have been established in the microcosm, and it is also equipped with a group of professional technicians.
The headquarters of the Salvation Society is located next to the star in the microcosm.
The entire star has been wrapped up to power huge industrial facilities.
Some players who were absorbed into the Salvation Society entered the microcosm under the leadership of Qiu Chen.
After various complex assessments and tests, and confirming the absolute loyalty of these players, they were granted the qualification to enter this place.
Although he has experienced the baptism of the reincarnation game and learned about the existence of gods, his psychological quality is much stronger than that of ordinary people.
But when these players saw the magnificent industrial facilities, they could hardly conceal the shock and disbelief on their faces.
A pipeline large enough to pass through the moon is connected to the huge star device.
Countless energy pipes, pistons, and data cables are intertwined.
Players stood in front of those devices, feeling so small that they seemed to not exist.
Countless aircraft with robotic arms shuttle back and forth in the vacuum, maintaining the huge equipment.
If they hadn't pinched themselves several times in a row, they would have suspected that they were in a dream, not the real world.
The transport plane responsible for taking them from the entrance to the headquarters finally stopped in a huge square.
A statue of Guilliman stood at the end of the plaza.
"My Lord's sculpture is so magnificent." Asagami Shion, who had become an S-level player, walked behind Qiu Chen and said in a charming and seductive voice: "I really want my Lord to possess me powerfully, so that I can truly..."
When these words came out, Qiu Chen was almost frightened to the point of turning pale.
Before Asakami Shion could say anything more outrageous, he stopped her.
"Don't talk nonsense." Qiu Chen looked around and continued, "They will never allow anyone to defile the Savior. If you say that, they will execute you directly."
Asakami Shion is now associated with the words god of death and madman.
One player mocked her beliefs.
It has now been divided into 108 pieces.
Even the organization that player belonged to was slaughtered by her.
Before his death, the leader of the organization couldn't understand why he had brought about his demise simply by recruiting a vicious player.
Asakami Shion has become a taboo word in the reincarnation game.
When those people talked about her, they trembled with fear.
But it’s different here, the exploration team is directly under the empire.
Although Asagami Shion is a powerful S-rank player, she will still be crushed to death at the hands of the Empire.
"Another group of competitors trying to snatch the Lord's favor
They will know one day that I am the most loyal to my Lord." Asakami Shion said in a low voice with a blush like a nympho.
"Be normal, sister. I don't want to be warmed up by the Tribunal with you." A hundred thousand horses were galloping through Qiu Chen's heart.
How could the nice girl next door become such a dark and yandere girl
"Is there something important that summoned us here this time?" Daven asked in a low voice.
Once again, he felt the horror of the Salvation Society.
This terrifying organization opened up a small universe outside the universe as their headquarters.
Controls the cosmic gates to appear in various worlds and lead players into them.
Such means can be said to be miraculous.
This small universe also has a special force field device that limits the use of creations such as protons.
If they don't want to be exposed, no one will be able to find them.
Several other players pricked up their ears as well.
This was also the first time they were called to the headquarters of the Salvation Society.
The power displayed by the other party made them feel insignificant.
Such power is not the power of an individual, but the power of civilization.
"I don't know either." Qiu Chen whispered, "Now that I'm here, I have to tell you something. My status in the Salvation Society is not high. I'm responsible for recruiting intelligence personnel and collecting intelligence. It's basically not my turn to make important decisions."
Several players looked at each other and saw shock in each other's eyes.
Qiu Chen controls so many almost divine creations, and his status is not considered high-level.
The Salvation Society is too terrifying.
How terrifying are those so-called high-level officials!
Creating such a secondary universe might be a piece of cake for them.
"But I also got some information that the Salvation Society has achieved certain results in cracking the data of the reincarnation game, and it is very likely that they will officially take action."
Qiu Chen's voice had just fallen.
A servoskull flew over from a distance, and a sound came from the loudspeaker it carried.
Intelligence personnel please follow me, the meeting is about to begin.
"Let's go." Qiu Chen said, "Soon, we'll know why we're here."
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Reincarnation game, an unknown world of ruins.
The blood moon hangs in the sky, moving strangely and mysteriously.
This is no longer the realm of the living.
A man staggered out of the emerging black fog.
The black mist behind him dissipated, leaving behind only countless screams, as if countless suffering souls were making sounds at the same time.
"Hahaha."
The man laughed loudly towards the sky, his red eyes revealing endless malice like a terrifying evil ghost.
His body was covered with cursed patterns, and a terrifying evil aura emanated from him.
"I am not dead. I am not dead. My fate is in my own hands."
He roared in a low voice, his hoarse voice was crazy and terrifying.
"No one can make me, Su Xiao, die. No one. Even if I fall into hell, I will climb up step by step. Those who once betrayed and abandoned me, bear my wrath."